Poured out; like the teaming rain, falling from dark clouds.
Surely this is the wettest April on record!
Flowing in all directions; all about me, everyone drenched.
My eyes ache, my heart aches, I feel it to my bones.
I hold up my arms, and open my mouth,
Like a child, drinking in the rain.
Water trickles down my back; I shudder,
It takes courage to choose to love.
Thoughts prompted by 'It's My Story' - Remembering Millie. 30.04.12
Radio 4 produced by Anna Scott-Brown
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